When the power goes out, these two couples discover new ways to play.

Without the aid of electricity, they still manage to create intense sparks!

The lights flickered out, the TV went dead, and Tom reached for me on the sofa. “So that’s the end of that movie,” he said. We’d been watching a foreign flick featuring a foursome engaging in all sorts of risqué behavior. The wind had been rustling outside for a while, but not hard enough for me to prepare by setting up candles or flashlights. For a moment, I was disappointed to miss the finale, but then Tom pushed that thought out of my head when he leaned in closer, and I felt his hard cock throbbing against me.

“Or rather,” he said. “Now, we can make our own ending.”

I liked the sound of that, and I liked the feel of his rock-hard rod even more. I wriggled around so that Tom was on his back, and I was nestled between his legs. He had on a pair of drawstring pajama bottoms, and I easily undid the tie and pulled them down his thighs.

“Look at all the fun you can have in the dark,” Tom said softly, and I could tell from the sound of his voice that he was smiling, even if I couldn’t see his face. I maneuvered myself into a comfortable position and began to blow him. I could feel that he had grown aroused watching the swapping antics of the lovers on the screen. I wondered if he was imagining one of the starlets blowing him. In the dark, I could be anyone.

I used my mouth to make his cock slick and wet, and then I jacked him firmly in my fist for a few seconds. I loved the feeling of his dick in my hand, but my pussy was so juicy I couldn’t wait any longer.

“I need to fuck you,” I said. I was just getting ready to slide down my pants and climb on board, when there was a knock at the door. Talk about bad timing!

“Who on earth goes visiting during a power outage?” Tom asked. I didn’t know what to do. I felt as if I was in total disarray, with Tom’s pre-come on my tongue and my clothes rumpled.

“Go see,” he whispered, and then when I paused because “see” didn’t make any sense, he amended the statement. “Ask who it is.” So I felt my way to the door and said, “Yes?” without turning the knob.

“Hey, it’s Danny,” our next-door neighbor called through the wood. “Do you guys have any candles?”

I stared over at Tom, but he obviously couldn’t read the helpless expression on my face. Not in the darkness. “What do I do?” I asked him under my breath.

“Let him in,” Tom said, sounding resigned, and I heard him crash into the coffee table and swear darkly before he added, “I’ll find the candles.”

As Tom groped his way toward the kitchen, I opened the door. My eyes were barely starting to get accustomed to the darkness, so I really couldn’t see much of anything in the hall. Danny said, “I knew we should have bought some, but I never remember.”

Then Tanya — who was apparently standing right next to him — said, “It wouldn’t help anyway. We’re out of matches, too.”

Tanya and Danny are our friends, as well as neighbors. And I knew Tanya was telling the truth. She never has enough of anything she needs — sugar, milk, flour, eggs. She always comes to us for extras — but we also win the delicious reward of having fresh cookies and breads delivered whenever she bakes.

I put my hand out, meaning to grab one of their hands to lead them inside, but I found that I touched Tanya’s bare skin instead.

“Oh, sorry!” I was surprised and electrified at the heat of her flesh, and I jumped back. I hoped she wasn’t offended. What part of her had I just accidentally manhandled?

“No worries,” she said. “I’m not naked if that’s what you think. I have on a halter dress.”

For some reason, the brush of my fingers against her left me feeling on fire. Maybe it was because Tom and I had been watching that foreign soft-core porn movie, or maybe because I now had a mental image of Tanya naked. Tanya, with her wheat-colored blonde hair and ginger-hued skin. Tanya, with her perky breasts and her endless legs. I’d always surreptitiously admired her style when she came over for coffee or when she and Danny joined us for dinner. Had I fantasized about her? Oh, yes, I had. Although I’d never told this to Tom, I imagined going down on our gorgeous neighbor — while Danny took me from behind and Tom waited his turn at my pussy.

I tried to shake the visions from my head as our neighbors followed me into the living room. Well, they came with me. Following isn’t something you can easily do in the pitch dark. Tom called from the kitchen, “Where do you think the utility candles are, baby?”

“Junk drawer,” I called back. That is, if we had any. I tried to be a good hostess, asking our guests to have a seat.

“What were you doing when the power went off?” Danny asked me. I thought to myself, If you only knew, but I said, “Watching a movie.”

“Which one?”

I hesitated. I could tell them we’d been viewing the latest action-and-adventure megahit with bad guys, car chases and the inevitable bomb. Instead, I said the name, as well as I could, my French prowess having halted in the twelfth grade.

“Oh.” They said the word together. Then Tanya added, “We saw that one, too.”

There was a complete hush in the room then. Were our neighbors thinking of sultry French foursomes? Because I know I was. Tom returned from the kitchen with the announcement that he was empty-handed. I heard him pause in the doorway, and then he said, “No candles. And the flashlight’s out of batteries. Some survivalists we are.”

I laughed nervously, and then Danny said, “Well, there are things you can do in the dark … ”

Oh, God, I thought. He’s thinking what I’m thinking. I couldn’t see Tom, though. I couldn’t see his expression to know if he was in agreement. I would have given anything for a peek at his face right then. Thankfully, he saved me. He said, “You’re right, Dan. What if we move this party to the bedroom.”

Silence. Crickets. The sound of four people breathing in a dark room. And then Tanya said, “Yes, please,” and I heard her stand and make her way to Tom’s side. Dan found me right then, too, and the four of us slowly, carefully walked down the hall to our bedroom. There was no light here either, obviously, but the moon outside the window cast a silvery glow into the room. I saw that Tanya was wearing something, like she’d said, but that it was the flimsiest, silkiest bit of fluff ever. She turned to catch me watching her, and she said, “I didn’t lie. It’s a halter.”

I got right next to her and put my hands on her skin. She was practically naked. The delicate halter straps were made of lace and the rest of the confection — well, it didn’t leave anything to the imagination. Her sublime, gym-toned body was right there in front of me.

To my shock, Danny pulled the shades closed. Now we were in darkness once more, but this time, the room seemed to hum with the silver light of the moon, just beyond the curtains. Danny grabbed me and put me on the bed. I felt Tommy do the same with Tanya. My eyes were accustomed to this light, or lack of it, now, and I could see her in the dimness. I could feel her. I kissed her lips and she kissed me back. I stroked my hands all over her pert body, and she arched and let me pull that naughty nightgown off her. She wasn’t wearing any panties underneath, so now she was completely naked.

Danny was at my side, and he helped me undress, too. So then the two of us ladies were naked on the mattress, bookended by our fellows.

Tom said, “You’re good with this, man?” And I realized that he was on the other side of Tanya, and I understood that he was going to fuck her. I had to stop then, stop the kissing and licking I was doing to my pretty neighbor. Tom and I had never done anything like this before, although our fantasies definitely ran in this kinky direction. Now that we were going to proceed, I could tell that Tom simply wanted permission.

“Oh, yes,” Tanya said, although he hadn’t been talking to her. Or maybe she wasn’t answering him. Maybe she was simply moaning her pleasure as his dick probed her pussy. I could do more than imagine. Because Danny’s cock was pressing between my legs from behind, his cockhead right against the slippery-wet entryway to my pussy. I said, “Yes, please,” next, letting my Tom know that I was game. Totally, 100-percent game.

“On three,” Danny responded, completely surprising me.

On three? What did that mean?

And then Tom counted one, two, three, and both men thrust, entering Tanya and me at the same time. We giggled against each other, unable to keep ourselves quiet. I was thrilled by Danny’s dick. He was hard and big. You never know what surprise a man has in his pants, but I’d ogled Danny’s package for a while now, and I was pleased to see — or rather feel — that he lived up to my expectations.

Tanya and I were both being taken from behind, but facing one another so we could continue to kiss. I was grateful that I’d agreed to Tom’s request for a California King. The four of us fit quite comfortably on our big mattress.

In the chrome-hued gleam of the room, I could make out motions, outlines. I saw Tom’s hand come back up and then I heard the sound of his palm connecting with Tanya’s rear end. She squealed and then sighed. He took that for what it was — an obvious request for more. The sound of the spanking in the room made me drippy-wet. Danny reached a hand under my body and came away with an abundance of my sex juices. “Oh, bad girl,” he said. “You like hearing Tanya get spanked?”

“Yes,” I whimpered, loving the smacking sound echoing in the room.

Danny spread my glossy juices over my lips and told Tanya to lick my mouth clean. That sent a primal shiver all the way to my core. God, our neighbors were dirty. I would never have guessed that before, but I was very happy to discover their secret side.

Tanya kissed my lips and licked every drop of my sex juices off my mouth. “You’re delicious,” she sighed. “I want to taste you.”

That gave Danny a new idea. He pulled out of me and positioned me so that I was on my back right in front of Tanya. She lowered her face to my split and started to eat me out. I couldn’t think or speak or practically even breathe; the pleasure was so intense. I put my hands on her shoulders, more to hold on to something than to caress her. And then Danny made the next move. He lowered himself over my face so that I could lick and suck his balls while Tanya slurped at my slit. This whole time, Tom was drilling Tanya from behind. I couldn’t believe how sexy this felt, being connected in a four-way all at once.

Danny said, “You have the dreamiest mouth, baby. So sweet and soft.” I kept up my work, tickling his balls with the tip of my tongue before spending a good long time suckling each one. Danny was moaning under his breath, and I guessed that he was jerking his cock while I tea-bagged him, because suddenly he said, “Get ready, T.”

Ready for what? I wondered. And which “T” was he talking to?

There was movement between my legs then, and I felt Tanya slide out of her position. To my surprise, Tom got between my legs, and I sensed that he was working Danny with his mouth. Tom put one hand on my pussy and cradled me there, rubbing my clit back and forth with his thumb. I heard the slurping sounds a person makes when giving a messy blowjob, and then Danny’s balls tightened in my mouth and he came. I sensed Tom swallowing every drop. Danny said, “Oh, Tom. That was fucking aces, man,” and then he moved off me.

To my delight, Tanya took his place. She straddled my face, and I dined on her snatch. She was beyond wet, her honey flowing all over her thighs, and I did my best to clean her up. Tom entered me while I sucked her, and I was happy to be filled by him. But at the same time, I was yearning for my neighbor. Not to be bratty, but I can fuck Tom anytime I want. I knew Danny had just come, however, and he needed a minute to reboot.

Tanya started whimpering then, so I sensed she was close to climax. I really went to town — I ran my tongue up and down her slit, and then I rocked my head back and forth, working like a fiend to get her off. She said, “Sonia, that feels so good. So fucking good.” I guess her words turned Danny on, because even though he’d come only moments before, I heard him talking to Tom.

“Sure, Dan,” Tom said, and then my husband was out of me, and Danny was in me once more. Oh, heaven. I loved the feeling of his dick inside me. Especially, right on the heels of being fucked by my husband.

“You’re so wet,” Danny sighed, and I was grateful to feel how hard he was. Tom was out of the loop for a moment, until he figured out that Tanya’s mouth was free. He moved so that she was sucking him, while I was licking her, and Dan was fucking me. Tanya came next, grinding her pussy to my mouth, holding me down with the power of her pleasure. She pulled off me and began to truly dedicate herself to the blowjob. I could hear the sloppy noises right by my head as she licked off the juices I’d left on Tom’s cock.

He didn’t want to come in her mouth, though. He had her spin around so he was inside her pussy again, and he started to spank her once more. Danny flipped me on the bed so I was facing Tanya in what I was starting to think of as my favorite position. I could see better now, and I loved the image — even hazy as it was — of my husband spanking and fucking our nubile neighbor.

Danny worked me like a pro, and I came hard on the tip of his cock, crying out with the thrill of the night. I was practically transported, my pussy contracting over and over again on Dan’s dick. He held my hips for the whole ride, but he didn’t join me in my climax. He seemed to have other plans for his semen.

I started to catch my breath then, watching as Tom continued to spank Tanya and fuck her, while Danny simply drilled me, in and out and hard. I was on the cusp of coming a second time, when my hunky neighbor said, “You let yourself go, Sonia. Because once you come again, I’m taking your ass.”

I froze. How did he know I like anal? How did he know that my number-one way to play was with Tom’s cock buried in my butt? Would Tom have shared this little tidbit with our next-door neighbors? I was so surprised that I almost forgot what I was doing, what I’d been told to do. But then Danny pinched my clit hard, and I came in a shuddering wave.

Tom recognized the noises I made, because he kindly reached to his side of the bed and grabbed a bottle of lube, which he handed to Danny. Danny pulled out of me and began to slowly, easily lube up my asshole. He didn’t worry about excess. He made me so crazy wet, the lube was leaking down my thighs. As he pressed his strong chest to my back and held me tight, he whispered, “Want to know how I know?”

I nodded, and he must’ve felt the motion.

With his dick right against my tight little asshole, he said, “We hear you.”

He slid the bulb in while I wondered what he could possibly mean. We hear you. We hear who? When? How?

Tanya kissed me then, and I could tell from the way her body was trembling that she was in the midst of a monster climax. She was all sighs and moans and shivers of bliss. I returned her kiss and then licked her lips, still thinking of what Danny had said. He went slow, inch-by-inch into my ass, hesitating every so often to add even more lube. When he had finally entered me to the root, he grabbed me tight around my body, almost lifting me off the bed, impaling me with the full, hard length of his cock. And then he said, “Think about it. Your bedroom. Our bedroom.”

And I realized they’d heard us. They’d heard Tom fuck me. They’d heard me begging him to take my ass. Tom likes when I beg. He gets into the sounds of me mewling for him to fuck me up the ass. Sometimes he makes me wait. Sometimes he doesn’t give in right away. Had our neighbors listened to the sounds of me crying out for him? Had they heard me saying, “I’ll hold myself open for you. I’ll spread my cheeks wide”?

I was grateful for the darkness to hide my red-hot blush.

“It’s so sexy,” Danny said, assuaging any fears or doubts I might have had about them listening in. “I love when you beg for it. I press my ear against the wall, hoping you’re going to tell him how being fucked up the ass makes you feel whole, makes you feel complete.”

I felt as if I might melt into pure liquid gold. I was so happy to have Danny’s dick in my ass that I didn’t think of anyone else, anything else. That is, until Danny pulled me up tall, so I was on my knees, completely supported by him, and Tanya bent down and started to lick my clit. That did me in. I came like I never had in my life. Tom fucked Tanya to his limits, filing her up, and Danny came last, with a cry of elation.

The lights blazed on then. I saw Tanya all covered with Tom’s come. I saw lube all over our sheets. I saw Danny lifting the paddle that had been resting on our night table. And I saw the light switch. Without a word, I walked to the wall and turned off the lights. We didn’t need a sixty-watt bulb to illuminate our erotic encounter. Our pleasure was electrifying enough without.